Bruce stared out the window of Raphael's former office, which was now his own. The city was alive before him, a web of lights and life, oblivious to the power struggles that took place within its own shadows.He had fought hard to get where he was, as far as he was concerned, taking over Raphael's organization after the old boss's untimely demise. But victory felt hollow. Ursula, his sister, had deserted him, leaving him to run the business alone. He scowled, thinking of her betrayal.And besides, he had bigger fish to fry. Lecter. That bastard had managed to slip from his hands the other day, but he wouldn’t be so lucky next time. The door to the office opened, and Bruce turned, expecting one of his new underlings. Instead, Rachel walked in, and Cecil came in after her. He gave Cecil a questioning look, and he responded with shaking his head, so he turned back to Rachael. Her presence was like a punch to the gut. He hadn't seen her since their last heated argument, and her sudden

EpilogueIt's been five years since Lecter defeated Bruce that fateful night. And from that timeframe, a lot of things had happened."Dad, we'll miss the show. We have to go now," Liana, Lecter's daughter called out from the car.Anna smiled while Lecter approached with a briefcase at hand."I can tell them to come perform for you here at the mansion, my princess," Lecter said to Liana but she rolled her eyes and pouted."It wouldn't be the same, dad. I want to watch the show with my friends too," Liana replied."Your daughter is very stubborn, Lecter James," Anna stretched forth her hand and took the briefcase from Lecter before he proceeded to kiss her lips."I wonder where she got that from," Lecter said sarcastically and Anna scoffed. They soon got into the car and zoomed off. Along the way, Lecter's phone rang. It was the president."Mr President, you honor me with your call," Lecter said."Mr James. I want to personally thank you for what you did for our country. We would have